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A couple of weeks ago I picked up a book at the Grub Street Bookstore on Brunswick Street. Bad Blood by Colm Tóibín is a short autobiographical telling of when the author decided to walk along the border between The Republic of Ireland and Northern Ireland in 1987. Very shortly after the signing of the […]

I went to see One Day, Released at the end of 2011, after a break up. I’ve often thought what I’d do with a time machine, and I can safely say now that I would go back to that day and stop myself from seeing this film. Not only was it pretty bad (more on that […]

I’ll start this week with a quote: the Telegraph’s Tim Robey succinctly describes director Joe Wright’s styling of Anna Karenina as an “unashamed love of the proscenium. But did it need to be so arch?” Am I the only one who is salivating over that? Okay, as you were… It’s shameful how little Tolstoy I’ve […]

I’ve never been a Simon & Garkfunkel fan really. Having been brought up on a steady diet of The Clash, The Sex Pistols, The Pogues and the like (Hi Dad!), I’ve always considered their noodly-poodly whimsical music to be a bit passé. Since I watched The Graduate, however, I’ve been listening almost non-stop (their dulcet […]

I will preface this review with a couple of disclaimers: I have tonsillitis and there were a bunch of small children in the screening I went to, which means my mood may have been slightly skewed. The Hobbit has a special place in my heart. My dad read it to me as a child, in […]